Can’t Win Me Back

Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.

Remy had let her go.

He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost? Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran.

She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news! Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.

Suddenly, she froze.

Her breath hitched.

Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her.

The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush.

Amber's heart pounded in her chest.

Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger.

The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.

Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gloom like the eyes of hungry hyenas.

lights focusing on

only path to survival was

with determination as she

slashed through the neck of the

desperate precision, aiming for

ferocity startled the man, who had clearly

to the ground, and blood gushed from

the opening, surging

this might very well be

was about

in wait, but

make it back

no one was immediately behind her,

tree with her dagger

the tree trunk, she then moved to the

a

gentle though tinged with

to speak when a gunshot rang

left arm, knocking her phone from

the slope,

the other end of the line, Alyssa heard